Saturday, February 24, 2007
Mr Sandman, oh Sandman
Mr. Sandman
(scat “bung, bung, bung, bung..........)
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Give him two lips like roses and clover (bung, bung, bung, bung)
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
(scat “bung, bung, bung, bung.….)
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
(scat “bung, bung, bung, bung)
Mr. Sandman (male voice: “Yesss?) bring us a dream
Give him a pair of eyes with a “come-hither” gleam
Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberace
Mr Sandman, someone to hold (someone to hold)
Would be so peachy before we're too old
So please turn on your magic beam
Mr Sandman, bring us, please, please, please
Mr Sandman, bring us a dream.
(scat “bung, bung, bung, bung….)Modern cover of that beautifully cutesy song, and enjoy the version by the Andrews Sisters too.
Extremely surprised is the keyword for the day.
My lousy score was good for 15th position at the SP Open.
Ostensible was irritation on my face, but what the heck, it's so childish.
Resisting temptation is hardly an easy task, especially in the form of food.
I think people should be more real.
Especially when it concerns others.
Sadly, people are usually stuck in their own little microcosm.
Oh well, people do what they can in the circumstances they find themselves in.
Fortunately, hope still exists in the world, little but there.
Yellowed papers rustling in the cold wind brings back memories of older days.
On such days, where the past seems more joyful
Unless it was all a dream and a lie.
Gavin
pondered @ 22:03
